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[frmulcahy]

Also can we please take a minute to appreciate the sapphic representation in Good Omens season 2?

I adore Nina and Maggie. Their story is a breath of fresh air. It’s not a formulaic coming of age/coming out story. Queer people exist past their teenage years.

It’s not “we’ll give the bi girl a girlfriend for a minute for the sole purpose of getting inclusivity brownie points.” (I don’t want to see any biphobic clown behavior in the comments. Bi girls dating men are still bi!!! It’s just disappointing when media gives them very clearly throwaway partners.)

And it’s not “the only lesbian in the show is either a creep or manipulative.” So much media plays on this harmful trope, and that’s obviously not to say that there aren’t sapphic folks who are horrible people! We see this in Good Omens with Lindsey! But she’s not The Lesbian CharacterTM. We never even see or hear from her aside from her texts. Nina and Maggie, however, are two wonderful and dynamic characters. They’re just like any other folks trying to navigate a relationship. (They just happen to have and angel and demon meddling with theirs lmao.)

I also love the conclusion that they come to. It’s pretty certain that they’ll likely pursue a relationship in the future, but Nina has been dealing with a lot! They can take it slow for now. Aziraphale and Crowley can’t just smush them together and have them immediately live happily ever after. Humans don’t work like that. (Hmm something something parallels and needing to get through the dark times and heal and being complicated humans rather than just one thing or the other etc etc.) The communication and love and respect between the two is really heartening.

Idk, I’m rambling and I’m sure this isn’t very coherent. I just love them okay

[johnbottoms]

anyways I probably will finish watching friends <3 episode 2 & 3 were so much better but oh my god that was one of the most boring pilots I've ever watched in all my life.

[dustbon]

Crystal Healing: 1

Grim Reaper: 0

[devildomditzy]

the things i would let mammon do to me 😍😍😍

(beat me to death)

[flyingspicerack]

🐰 Otome

since we have maos chinchilla right wait fck did it change to 🪼

Otome's kigu animal pajamas would be a Hyena i think <3 i just know it in my heart!

[lovesomehate]

Just some mooning between friends

[ocean-pie]

Wanna kiss and forget the whole cruel world?

I'd love to

Then again, I doubt my boyfriend would be pleased with this, sorry beauteous

[sassyandclassy94]

The part in the book where Joe and the freshman boys head to Poughkeepsie for the regatta and it says “The boys did not appreciate the oppressive hot and humid New York weather.” I felt that. Same, boys. Same. I live in upstate New York - I’m used to its summer weather and HATE it with a passion.

I say this as we’re in the midst of an oppressive heat wave (it reached 95 yesterday🥵)

Also, I love the part where it mentioned their coxswain tried to get away after the race but they chased him down, tackled him, and tossed him into the water🤣 At least it was probably refreshing?🤷🏻‍♀️

[gladesglo]

I doodled frogdad & his adopted , angry adult fly son.

[speedydestinydream]

I open my askbox to answer an ask and am immediately bombarded with the marks of war (hallway way asks)

[mycomortis]

I am getting an apple pencil 4 Christmas and you guys will not fucking BELIEVE the things I will be able 2 make I'm gonna b UNSTOPPABLE

[c-nan]

NEXT CHAPTER OF SIXTEEN REASONS COMING TOMORROW!! KEEP AN EYE OUT!!

[uumumuu]

Swallowed girl cum AND boy cum AND a nitro pepsi within the last 8 hours they're going to mix together in my tummy make Bisexual Potion

[scftpcws]

BEST ONE YET | W.W

The Wonka story that you (a five of you) have been waiting for!!

This was actually so fun to write. I love him sooooo much man!! he’s so pookie wookie.

Anywaaaayyys… lemme stfu.

SFW! Warnings: None

“What is he doing?” Noodle watched Willy intently as he scrambled quickly between various items on his desk.

“He’s been sat like that for hours, Miss Noodle.” Lofty sighed, walking closer toward her as they stared at Willy. His hands scribbled quickly in a small notebook he had laid on the table. His hands moving to his tousled brown locks every few minutes to run his fingers through it, almost as if to pull an idea from the roots of his hair.

But he had none.

He had been working for hours, frantically wracking his brain, creating ‘new’ ideas, ultimately scrapping them because they didn’t seem right. It’s like every creative bone in his body had shut down and it was infuriating. He needed something new, and he needed it now. It was like everything he came up with already existed in his shop and all new ideas were either remakes of old ones or just compl unfeasible. Flying chocolate? He had that. Chocolate that made your life feel like a musical? he had those too. Giraffe milk macaroons that made you feel confident? Already got them.

He felt useless. He needed something better. Something new that people would enjoy, but he couldn’t seem to come up with anything for the life of him.

He sighed deeply, resting his head against the small wooden table in his workshop underneath the Wonka Chocolate Factory. Noodle looked at him pitifully and walked to where he had slumped in his chair. “Maybe you should take a break. Walk with me?” Noodle suggests holding his hat and jacket out to him, a warm, comforting smile on her face. he looked up at her, ready to say politely decline and get back to his work, before noticing the pleading look in her eyes. “Fine. But only for an hour.” he warned smiling dully, the motion not quite meeting his eyes.

They walked through the town, arm in arm, a bright smile on Noodles face, a sullen expression on Willy’s. She noticed that he was thinking too much. He was always thinking too much but that was the last thing he needed. “Will you stop thinking about your next big confection for 5 minutes?” she teased playfully as she poked him in his rib, pulling him from his darkened thoughts. He breathed in hard, closing his eyes and clearing his mind. The pair stood outside of the Town Library, where Noodles mom worked, Where y/n worked.

“Noodle what are we doing here?” he asked, usual joy and exuberance traded for a feeling bordering misery. Noodle ignored him completely and pulled him through the front doors. The scent of old books and warm fires surrounded them as they left the chilly winter air outside the heavy doors of the library.

“Hello darling, hello Mr Wonka! What brings you here?” Noodles mom smiled sweetly, pulling her daughter into a tight hug. At this Willy felt a twinge in his chest, his heart almost constricting in his ribcage. “Willy’s in a but of a creative slump and needed a distraction. Is Y/n around?” Noodle responded, watching the way his face lit up slightly at the brief mention of her name. Her mother didn’t miss it either as she smiled to herself mentioning that she was reorganising books in the Romance section. “If she’s busy then it’s alright. I can come back another time.” he apologised, swallowing hard and looking down at the floor. This was so unlike him, he thought. He knew she wouldn’t mind him visiting, yet he couldn’t shake the feeling that she wouldn’t want to see him.

“Nonsense, she’s just over there. She’s been hiding in that nook for an hour, it’ll do the poor girl some good to see something that isn’t a book for a little while.” She smiled again before taking Noodle away from him. He Inhaled deeply, taking off his hat and with cold, shaky fingers messing with his hair so that it looked a little more presentable than usual. He walked with a large deficit in confidence, a stark contrast to his usually stark contrast to his usual demeanour. he rounded the corner tentatively, then he froze.

There she was. Sat with her legs crossed, her face practically buried in a small hardback cover of ‘Pride and Prejudice’. She was so beautiful, the dim light of a small oil lamp illuminated the small nook in the library, creating an alluring glow around her like an aura. He couldn’t breathe. All of a sudden the air was ripped from him, his jacket too tight and the collar of his shirt clinging to his neck desperately. He blinked slowly, his mouth dry and his palms cold and clammy. He couldn’t do this. Not today.

He turned to leave just as she looked up and noticed his presence. “Willy?” she spoke sweetly, his name like honey on her lips, like a song made only for her to sing and for his own ears to hear. “I’m sorry to bother you. I should go.” he muttered quickly, almost unwillingly, starting to take a step away from her. She was somehow too much and just enough all at once. He couldn’t be around her yet he longed for her more than anything. She smiled knowingly at him and patted the small pile of cushions next to her.

“Sit with me.”

He walked over to her, taking off his coat and settling himself into the corner where she sat. He could see her clearer now. The radiant glow of her skin under the bright yellow light of the lamp. The way her fingers traced the thin pages of the book as she waited for him to get comfortable. “What’s wrong Willy?” she asks, gently placing a hand on his thigh. It was seemingly nothing romantic yet that simple touch reddened his cheeks and stole his breath from his lungs.

“Nothing”, he lied. “All is well. Just came to visit, thats all.” he gave her a gentle smile, unable to muster his usual unrelenting energy. It worried her. Something was seriously wrong and he clearly did not want to talk about it. So she wouldn’t force him. She would be there, just sit and relish in his presence as he relished in hers. She placed her head on his shoulder, leaning into the warmth of his body, sighing as she felt the tension in his shoulders dissipate. His head soon met the top of hers, the two of them sitting in calm and relaxed silence, all that could be heard was the turning pages of her book and the steady thrum of their hearts beating in sync.

They sat in a soft, warm and familiar silence before he straightened up, looking down at her, his eyes soft and brows furrowed. “You believed in me when no one else wanted to. Why?” he asked. His voice low and melancholy. She looked up into the pools of green in his irises, they seemed to swim with doubt and self consciousness, and well with salted tears. She sat up, her hand coming up to his face and cupping his cheek so gently as if he were porcelain and would break if he wasn’t handled with care and delicacy.

“Well, you were so passionate, so driven. How could i not. Your energy, your love for what you do is infectious like an illness, but one that renders the sufferer incapable of quitting, incapable of turning away from their dreams. You inspired so many people to do what they love. Even me.” She spoke ever so softly, almost whispering as she looked straight into his eyes as they stared back at her own, so full of love and hope. His posture loosened and his face fell into a sweet and dopey smile as her hands tucked some of his hair behind his ear and toyed with the sweet little curls that hing by his ears.

He couldn’t pull his eyes from hers no matter how hard he tried. They trapped him and intoxicated him. He couldn’t get enough. He let out a shuddered breath he didn’t even notice he was holding.

“You are so beautiful, Y/n.”

She blinked quickly, moving her hand from his face. He had screwed up. The one time he thought he could have something nice, something so simple yet so complicated, so sweet and comforting and he ruined it. He turned his face, embarrassment burning his skin, causing his cheeks and ears to flush scarlet. He felt her fingers on his jaw, their grip soft yet commanding. She pulled him into her and placed her lips on his.

His eyes closed out of pure instinct as his hand reached up to cup her jaw.

They moved gently together, the kiss sweet and bruising, like raspberries that weren’t quite ripe and fresh honey, warm and saccharine. She pushed him backward slightly so that his back rested agains the multitude of pillows behind him, her thighs either side of his waist, her eyes staring down into his once more.

“I think i just got an idea.” he grinned playfully, the smile stretching wide across his lips, his eyes bright with wonder and that almost childish excitement that had drawn her to him in the first place. “Oh yeah? What is it?” she smiled down at him, his hands planted firmly on her waist, their compromised position shielded from the rest of the world (the library) by the looming bookshelf full of books so similar to their own love story.

“I want to make something that tastes like your lips.” She was confused for a moment but then her heart fluttered at the idea of him dedicating something he loves so deeply to her.

“I can’t let you do that.” she giggled softly, brushing his hair from his face once again.

“C’mon, it’ll be my best one yet! It’ll be sweet like” he paused, pressing his lips on hers again tasting the sweetness of her kiss on tongue. “let me think. Ah! Sweet like honey and fresh like” he took a moment to kiss her for a third time, his tongue dipping passed her lips and running itself along her own. “hmm, raspberries. Promise i’ll make it good just for you!” he beamed, a grin so mischievous yet genuine and gentle settled across his lips. She couldn’t help but kiss them again.

“Promise it’ll be the best one yet?”

“It’s inspired by you how couldn’t it be?”

hope you guys like it as much as i do <3

taglist : @sydneyyymayyy @lucky-cleric

[hannahssimblr]

Storytelling Secrets

i was tagged by @xldkx ty!

actually hard to find secrets to tell when everyone who has read LG already knows what's going to happen but anywaaaayyy

Jude is about to have an intense conversation with his parents

He'll tell Evie all about a new, unexpected struggle he's experiencing in Berlin

He will visit several new countries and have an awakening of sorts

He may or may not have to get an actual job at some point

Someone important to him will make a hurtful comment about his sister

I wanna tag @rebouks @lynzishell @honeyjars-sims @earthmoonz @armoricaroyalty @swiftviolets

[invader-zin]

INTRO!!! :3

Euuuhh haven't made one of these yet so yippee

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